Testimony of Healing May 9, 1914 Issue

I want to express my gratitude for the blessings received...

Ethel McCandless

I want to express my gratitude for the blessings received through Christian Science. This teaching came into our home when I was a child, and I accepted it all, with never a doubt as to its being the truth. Although I have never lost my faith in it during these twenty-five years, still I have had to prove through demonstration the things that I believed.

About five years ago I was attacked with bladder trouble in a severe form, and as I found I could not help myself, I asked for aid from a practitioner. I was soon relieved, but after two weeks' treatment I was not healed. I began to see, however, that there was work for me to do, as I had been harboring a nest of serpents in the guise of self-pity, hatred, and resentment. I therefore dismissed the practitioner and began to treat myself. I received word from my mother, who lived in Kansas City, that there was to be a lecture there soon, and she asked me to attend it. I consented, knowing there was help for me, somehow, in some way. I went to the Wednesday evening meeting, and the next morning attended the Thanksgiving service, both of which were feasts of love. There was a prayer in my heart constantly. When we started for the lecture on Thursday evening, I was suffering a great deal. The speaker announced that his subject was the overcoming of fear, and every word seemed meant for me. I was not conscious of my surroundings, so eager was I for the truth. When he spoke of Mrs. Eddy, saying that the world was beholding the unparalled spectacle of thousands of grateful men and women who had been blessed by her teaching, I caught a glimpse of Christian Science and its Discoverer that I had never had before, and my whole heart went out in desire to be a better woman, to follow more closely the footsteps of our Master. The thought of physical healing was completely wiped out, and my consciousness was filled with love for God and man.

When I left the church that night, I was hardly conscious of walking, I was so free from physical distress; and the sweet communion that I held with God was an experience never to be forgotten. I was completely healed. I was on my feet all the next day, shopping, without experiencing any ill effect, and I have never had a return of the trouble, although several years have elapsed since then. It was my first realization that disease is not a physical sensation but only a mortal belief, and I had learned that "the prayer that reforms the sinner and heals the sick is an absolute faith that all things are possible to God,—a spiritual understanding of Him, an unselfed love" (Science and Health, p. 1).

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